The end

2 years together,

I thought you would get better,

Thick and thin,

What you put me through is a sin,

I really don't know where to begin,

My commitment I gave,

To all of your requests I would cave,

I believed it was each other we would save,

Diamond earrings,

Fancy dinners,

All of my time,

Always on my dime,

How it pains me to write this rhyme,

Your personality has stained me,

You told me he hurt you,

You told me you barely survived,

Its plain to see,

You lied,

Now I feel like I died.

Never have I felt that kind of love,

It cant be taken off like a glove

Reviews

[Will Neill]

Was this poem born out of exerience?-I could feel the hurt. Well done.
Will

[Rob Funk]

You know it bro, thanks for the kind words. Hit me up to review your stuff.

[Will Neill]

Take a look when ever you like, enjoy.
Will

[Rob Funk]

Will do my friend